I wondered around the stables, waiting for Aragorn and Gimli to come out, to go. Legolas wondered around looking at everything. I then heard voices in one of the stables. I hid behind the door, and saw my brother and Gimli talking.

"Does she know," Gimli asked. I looked at my brother who looked nervous.

"No and I hope she never finds out," he said.

"How can she not know, someone must have told her while she was growing up," the dwarf asked.

"No one knew about it, only her parents, Gandalf and now you," he explained.

"How about Legolas, does he know," Gimli asked. Aragorn looked around, his eyes full of pain; he was hiding something from me.

"No,"

"This is called spying," I heard someone say; I turned around to see Legolas staring at me.

"He is hiding something from me," I explained, walking away from the stables. Towns people started to flow out of their house. Look of fear on their eyes.

"He is hiding something from you for a reason," he explained.

"No, there has to be more to it,"

"How come you and your brother do not look alike," Eowyn asked, we had finally started the walk to Helms Deep. Eowyn walked next to me, staring down at me. She was taller than me; everyone was, except the dwarf.

"I do not know, a lot of people asked that before," I said, looking at my brother than back to Eowyn. Then she looked at Legolas who walked a few feet ahead of us. "I saw you and the Prince Legolas together."

"Yes, we become friends,"

"Close friends," she asked, I looked up at her, and then looked away.

"We could never be more than friends." I explained. "No one would allow it, except for Aragorn."

"I am sure it will all work out," she said, then went off to talk to my brother in front of me. I looked at the two of them. My brother looked like she wanted her to leave; she seemed to be bringing back memories. Painful memories.

"What is wrong Lady Alisa," I heard Gimli say, as he rode up next to me on the horse.

"Something is wrong," I said, looking up at him.

"About what,"

"Me and my brother. I have a feelings something is about to change." I explained, but Gimli said nothing.

Finally night fell over the camp; the town's people soon fell asleep. But I stayed awake, laying on my back staring up at the stares above. I knew my brother was awake, smoking on his pipe, I could smell it. He seemed to always be thinking. Legolas stayed on watch; he seemed to always be more alert when I was around him.

Everyone seemed to be watching me even more since the run in with the orcs. Things seemed to be less happy when the four of us got together. The hobbits where not around to lighten the mood and to make everyone laugh. I missed Pippin the most, he turned out to be a great friend in the end, and hopefully that was not the last time I would be seeing him.

I woke up the next day, the sun in my eyes, from a dreamless night. Others started to wake up, and soon after breakfast we all started again. I felt something inside of me, telling me to stop, go back, don't walk any farther. I stopped dead in my tracks something was about to happen.

"Alisa are you alright," Legolas asked, putting a hand on my shoulder. I was about to answer him, but heard a scream of terror. Legolas took off running to the hill, I was quickly behind him.

"A scout" he yelled. He started shooting his arrows at the wargs and orcs. I ran down to where they were, and pulled out my sword. I attacked an orc coming towards me. He tried to hit me in the shoulder but I blocked it, plunging the sword into its stomach. I pulled the sword out and the orc fell over. Then a shooting pain went threw my whole body.

"Where is Aragorn?" I heard Gimli yell. I killed the orc next to me, but then fell to the ground holding my side. He had stuck me with the sword. The pain was unbearable.

"Get the wounded on horses. The wolves of Isengard will return. Leave the dead." I heard the king yell. Everything around me was moving in slow motion. Breathing started to become difficult.

"Alisa," I heard Legolas yell. I felt him next to me. "Let me see." He pulled my hand away to look at the wound. "It is deep. She will not make it." I could not tell who he was talking to. Then everything faded.

"It is time to see who you are Alisa," a voice said, it sounded like Lady Galadriel. I looked around and I was standing in an all white room. My wound on my side was gone. Then suddenly a women and a man appeared. "They cannot see you."

"We have to tell her," the women said, I recognized her right away as Arwen, and the man was my brother.

"No she thinks I am her brother. We have to keep it this way." He said.

"But she will find out what happened. She will find out that when your parents died, hers took you in." she explained, her voice getting louder.

"I had been living with them for sixty years before they had Alisa. That day when her mother died, her father told me to never let her know I am not her brother. She trusts me." Aragorn explained.

"Aragorn listen to me if she finds out she will never trust you again." Arwen yelled.

"Then she can never find out that I am not her brother…."

My eyes flashed open, and I took a long breathe. I looked around and found myself in a room, my side wrapped.

"Alisa, your ok," I heard a voice yell. I looked at Legolas who was next to me, and Gimli on the other side.

"What happened," I asked my voice still weak.

"An orc stabbed you in the side, we thought we lost you again," Gimli explained.

"Where is Aragorn," I asked. They both looked at each other, and then back at me.

"Alisa…"

"Where is he,' I yelled.

"Your brother…fell off the cliff," Legolas explained.

"What, no…how" I asked, and then looked at them, "he is not my brother."

"What…" Gimli asked.

"He is not my brother…."

NOTE: SORRY THIS WAS SHORT....NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE LONGER

"And my axe"